Category Archives: Outfits

Once upon a time, about nine months ago, I wore my perfectionism like a badge of honour. Perfectionism, I believed, kept my standards high, made my work faultless, made me faultless. Look, let’s just say I was a snob about the whole thing. And then one day, a friend of mine mentioned to me that […]

Look at you. You’re young. You’re scared. Why are you so scared? Stop being paralyzed. Stop swallowing your words. Stop caring about what other people think. Wear what you want. Say what you want. Listen to the music you want to listen to. Play it loud as fuck and dance to it. go for a […]

I’m terribly nosey. When I’m eighty, I will be permanently pressed up against my front window, binnoculars in hand, watching the world go by. I don’t nose around things to be gossipy or even intrusive, I’m just really, truly, curious. I’m interested in how other people’s lives work, how they fill their days with the […]

This is the very first post I shot. You may have seen this featured image knocking around the site in the very beginning, but I have never posted the whole shoot. I’ve dug it out of the archives because I believe this skirt is just way too pretty to keep in digital storage. I hope […]

Where does this idea start that we’re not good enough? At whose knee do we learn all of those whispered words, the ones that plague us late at night, cowardly, calling to us through the dark? How, even after we’re all grown, do we, adults of sound mind and beautiful body continue to believe them? […]

It’s getting really cold now. The leaves are changing colour and falling from the trees and my breath often escapes my lips in tiny little puffs of mist. It’s beautiful. Most weekend mornings, I pull my throw blanket off the couch, and wrapping myself as warmly as possible, take my tea out to my little […]

Being in a relationship is hard. There is this whole other person, this whole other part of you that you have to think about, to understand, to know, perhaps at times even better than you think about, understand and know yourself. There is no room to be selfish – you can never drink the whole […]

My mother is the ‘Queen’ of baking. When I say ‘Queen’, I don’t mean that she could whip out a snow egg at a moment’s notice, but give her a red Kitchen Aid and her home baking skills are worth every calorie. There was always cornflake or jam-drop biscuits in our fridge and my Dad […]

I really love Harry Potter Every Christmas, my husband and I lock ourselves in the house with plum pudding leftovers, bags of chips and some (okay a lot of) Christmas punch and watch all eight movies back-to-back. When I mention my undying love for the books, my dearest friend Maddi always has a sneaky giggle […]